Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 160 158. Chen Li'an: I won't act!

In the spacious and bright practice room, the entire wall of mirrors makes the room's reflection even larger.

There are slender legs hanging on several poles, and the picture is particularly beautiful. The bars were all occupied by girls, and the boys could only sit down on the ground and press their feet against the front to perform leg presses.

Chen Li'an, who didn't bring any training clothes, leaned against the wall and admired the girls pressing their legs, listening to Li Keji's ramble.

"I heard from Xiao Cui that you have been in a daze in class. I know that the things taught now are relatively basic, but it will not hurt you to listen more."

"You haven't studied systematically before, so you must be lacking in concepts and foundations."

After Teacher Li said a few words, he turned to look at Chen Li'an who was admiring his beautiful legs, slapped him angrily and cursed: "I'm talking to you, what are you looking at?!"

Of course, it’s the legs. They are long and thin, but I don’t know if they are white or not. The loose training clothes cover them too tightly.

Chen Li'an turned his head and looked at Li Keji and said, "Teacher Li, I understand what you said, and I will listen to the class carefully in the future."

Hearing what Chen Li'an said, Li Keji stopped nagging. If the school hadn't wanted Chen Li'an to be poached, he would have given Chen Li'an a hard time!

It's not because of how good Chen Li'an is, it's mainly because if he is taken away by Central Academy of Fine Arts, it will make the school look bad. There are only a few art colleges in Beijing. If Chen Li'an is taken away, Nortel will probably laugh to death.

Li Keji sighed inwardly, patted Chen Li'an on the shoulder and said, "Go and help your classmates warm up by pressing their legs. Remember to bring your training clothes to class next time."

"Okay, I got it." Chen Li'an responded, looking at the female classmate who had a pole to help her legs with some pity, and walked helplessly towards the group of smelly men, with a look of disgust on her face.

A minute later, bursts of ghostly cries and howls were heard in the classroom.

"It's broken! It's broken! Find someone else, Fulda Dragon needs your help!"

"Um, classmate Chen Li'an, I'm already warmed up. I don't need your help anymore. You can help Cheng Chuang."

"I don't need it either! Don't press on me! My waist!!"

Chen Li'an, who was eager to help others, worked hard for more than ten minutes. He looked at the male classmates lying on the ground with expressions of despair on their faces. He clapped his hands with satisfaction, walked to Teacher Li with his hands in his pockets and said, "Teacher, Mission accomplished!”

Li Keji's eyebrows twitched. He felt that those boys had been tortured by Chen Li'an, and he felt particularly sympathetic.

However, it is easier for boys to mingle in this way, which is helpful to promote feelings among classmates and strengthen Chen Li'an's sense of belonging to the school.

Li Keji felt much better after thinking this way, so he clapped his hands and shouted to them: "Get up and get ready for class!"

The only free person was sitting in the corner of the practice room, holding his chin and watching them practice. He suddenly missed Teacher Zhou Jie a little.

I haven't danced for a long time. I don't know where Teacher Zhou Jie is now. I'll call him later and ask.

Just when Chen Li'an was wandering, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Everyone in the practice room turned their attention. Chen Li'an quickly took out his cell phone and was about to hang up. But when he saw that it was Director Cheng, he hesitated and said to Li Keji: "Teacher, Director Cheng's phone number should be for the movie." Regarding the reshoots, can I go out and pick them up?"

When Li Keji heard the call from Director Cheng, he waved to Chen Li'an and motioned for him to go out and answer the phone.

After Chen Li'an left, the practice room suddenly became lively, and everyone couldn't help sighing.

"Chen Li'an has already made a movie directed by Cheng. I'm so envious." Jiang Qingqing said with some envy.

Chen Zihan also nodded, looked at Jiang Qingqing and said, "I still envy you. You have acted in at least two TV series. I haven't filmed one yet."

When there was no Chen Li'an, the enviable object in the class was Jiang Qingqing, who had already starred in two TV series. Now that Chen Li'an is back, this envious object has been replaced.

Jiang Qingqing glanced at Chen Li'an who was answering the phone outside the door, and said quietly: "What's the use of a TV series? That's Director Cheng. I heard that his movie will also participate in Cannes, and it is very likely to win the award again."

"Cannes," Chen Zihan sighed with some longing, and then said: "I guess even Chen Li'an doesn't like it. I am mainly engaged in art, and acting is probably just a boring way to pass the time."

"I feel the same way, but if you are so good at playing tickets, you can't let people live." Jiang Qingqing muttered depressedly, looking at Chen Li'an who had already finished the phone call and walked in to talk to Teacher Li, she raised her eyebrows curiously. Ears, I want to gossip about why Director Cheng called Chen Li'an.

"You said Director Cheng asked you to make up the shots?" Li Keji frowned and then asked, "How long will it take? You have only been in class for two days and you have to take leave again."

Chen Li'an shrugged his shoulders and said, "How about I call Director Cheng and tell him that I can't go on? In fact, I don't want to reshoot."

"You're irritating me!" Li Keji glared at Chen Li'an, and then said angrily: "You should go early and come back early, otherwise you can't attend classes honestly for a few days."

Although Chen Li'an didn't want to reshoot, he was still willing to accept Director Cheng's torture instead of going to class.

Moreover, Director Cheng also said on the phone that he had other things to do with him and wanted to meet and chat with him.

The last time Chen Li'an won the second male role of singing in the middle of the night, Director Cheng helped behind the scenes, and Chen Li'an thought he was here to repay the favor.

I just don’t know what Director Cheng wants. If Chen Li’an can help, he will definitely help, so it’s just a return of favor.

But there is no rush to go to Suzhou for reshoots. Others will arrive in three days, and Chen Li'an can take the opportunity to take a few more days off.

Jiang Qingqing, who overheard the conversation next to her, felt sad. Director Cheng asked you to reshoot, but you still seemed to be indifferent. It's really irritating.

Jiang Qingqing glanced at Chen Li'an resentfully, which made Chen Li'an feel puzzled. It seemed that he had not provoked her.

When get out of class was over, when everyone was packing up and preparing to go back to the dormitory to take a shower, Chen Li'an took the initiative to walk up to Jiang Qingqing. Seeing the fine beads of sweat hanging on her reddish face, he handed over a tissue and said: " Why did you look at me like that in class just now?"

When other people in the practice room saw this scene, they subconsciously slowed down their movements, their faces full of excitement, and they looked at Chen Li'an and Jiang Qingqing from the corner of their eyes.

Hearing Chen Li'an's words, Jiang Qingqing suddenly felt embarrassed, and her already red face turned even redder. Looking at Chen Li'an's confused eyes, she quickly said to hide her embarrassment: "No, you are wrong!"

"Okay, I thought I had offended you somewhere." Chen Li'an withdrew his hand and put the piece of paper she didn't take into his pocket again.

Seeing Chen Li'an put the paper back into his pocket, Jiang Qingqing felt a flash of annoyance in her heart. She felt that she was really embarrassed today, so she hugged her own things and ran away while pulling Chen Zihan who was watching the show next to her.

Chen Li'an looked at Jiang Qingqing's leaving figure and couldn't help but smile before leaving the practice room with his hands in his pockets.

On the way back to the dormitory, Chen Zihan pulled Jiang Qingqing and asked curiously: "What happened just now?"

"It's so embarrassing. Stop asking." Jiang Qingqing just felt embarrassed, as if she had been caught speaking ill of someone behind their back.

There was no need to go to school tomorrow. Chen Li'an felt that he had regained his energy again. When he went back to move in the evening, he was full of energy.

Uncle Qi sat in the yard and watched Chen Li'an come out of his house carrying a suitcase. He took a puff of a cigarette and said, "You are not young anymore. Now that you have moved out, you are an adult. Don't cause trouble in the future."

Chen Li'an hummed and did not argue that he had stopped causing trouble a long time ago. He sat on the box and smoked a cigarette with Uncle Qi before carrying the box and leaving.

He didn't bring anything in the box, except his parents' photos and some of his clothes.

After arriving at his new home, Chen Li'an laid out the photos of his parents, burned incense and bowed before saying softly: "I'm moving. You and I, please don't make mistakes in your dreams in the future."

Chen Li'an is a staunch materialist, but he still can't help but change his camp when faced with a deceased relative. Most Chinese people are like this. No matter how staunch a materialist warrior they are, they will say God bless them many times in their lives or hope for their deceased relatives. Be able to be happy in the next life.

After finishing the incense, Chen Li'an put his things away, took out his bankbook, and couldn't help but sigh when he saw that there was more than 30,000 yuan left on it.

How long has it been since then? There are only 30,000 yuan left in the deposit of more than 6 million yuan. The gamblers in the stock market are not losing as fast as him.

However, more than 30,000 yuan is enough for Chen Li'an, and it can be used for a long time. He has nothing to spend money on, just food and drink.

Chen Li'an was sitting on the balcony drinking beer, looking at the gray moon in the sky, and suddenly felt a little emotional. It had been two years since he came to this world. His life in the past two years had been wonderful, but he always felt that something was missing.

Playing art, making movies, and even making money give Chen Lian a feeling of emptiness, like stepping on cotton, with the risk of collapse at any time.

Chen Li'an knew that he was very talented and could create many works soon after being exposed to art, but this talent gave him a very false feeling.

Because he knew that his artistic accomplishment was not enough, and he did not even recognize dozens of styles and schools of oil paintings, large and small.

Maybe it's time to settle down and study, but it's not about acting. There's no need to continue learning this stuff. I've been studying for a lifetime, and I can't learn anything anymore.

After thinking for a while, Chen Li'an decided not to touch art in the next period of time, control his creative desire, and calm down to study hard.

Just film and film if you have nothing to do. This is relatively simple.

In the 1990s, there were still very few mainland film projects. A large number of actors went to make TV series. It wasn't that they didn't want to make movies, but they were really struggling to find resources.

Just when Chen Li'an finished his beer and was about to go to bed, his cell phone rang suddenly. Chen Li'an picked it up and saw that it was Wang Xiaoshuai. He picked up the phone and asked, "Have you returned to China?"

"Yes, I just got off the plane today!" Wang Xiaoshuai's voice was a little excited. He seemed to have drank a lot, and there were many people talking around him.

Chen Li'an moved the phone slightly away from his ear, and then asked: "How was the movie? Did you win an award in the end?"

After returning to China, Chen Li'an stopped paying attention to things in Venice, and he didn't know whether the film won an award in the end.

"I got it! It's just the association award, the Catholic Humanities Concern Award." Wang Xiaoshuai's voice lowered slightly, and then he said to Chen Li'an: "My friend wanted to celebrate with me. I wanted to call you, but I forgot to charge the phone before. .”

Chen Li'an thought Wang Xiaoshuai wanted to invite him to get together, so he said directly: "Congratulations, you can get together, I'm ready to go to bed."

Wang Xiaoshuai looked at his friend who was winking at him, coughed and said, "Okay, by the way, do you have time tomorrow? My friend has a movie that is looking for actors, and I think you are quite suitable."

Chen Li'an crossed his legs, feeling that he was lucky. Just when he thought that there was no chance of finding him, Wang Xiaoshuai came to deliver pillows.

The princess’s black stockings are indeed magical!

"Who is the director? What movie?" Chen Li'an asked curiously. Almost all of Wang Xiaoshuai's friends are directors from the sixth generation, and they are all famous for making banned films.

When Wang Xiaoshuai heard Chen Li'an's question, he turned around and gestured to his friends who were bragging behind him. After they calmed down, he said: "Zhang Yuan, East Palace and West Palace, have you read Wang Xiaobo's novel of the same name? It's an adaptation of it. Wang Xiaobo is the screenwriter of this film."

If this movie is really released successfully, it is hard to say how much stereotypes it will bring to the public.

Chen Li'an thought for a while and said directly: "Sorry, I just remembered that I may not have much time recently and have to reshoot Director Cheng's movie."

"It's okay, as long as you are willing to act, we can wait." Chen Li'an, who Wang Xiaoshuai didn't hear, pushed back and continued.

Chen Li'an couldn't help coughing and said: "What, I really don't have time, why don't you ask other people, I think that Hu Jun is very good."

It's better not to interfere with this movie, let Hu Jun shine, and it can also lay the foundation for Lan Yu, otherwise how can he win the best actor award.

Hearing Chen Li'an's words, Wang Xiaoshuai's head was a little hot because of the alcohol, so he continued without thinking too much: "Li'an, this is a very good subject. How about we meet tomorrow and talk in person."

Hey, you're too drunk to hear rejection, right? Chen Li'an raised his forehead and said, "Okay, let's talk about it when we meet tomorrow."

If you refuse in person tomorrow, let’s see what you say!

(I fell asleep while checking information before. This is the second chapter. I still have two thousand words to go. I’ll write it tomorrow at noon. I’m exhausted. I won’t miss it.)